3746: C3746 The Comments Can't be Deleted

C3746 The Comments Can't be Deleted

It's another wave of greater heat.

Is it true that you can do whatever you want with money?

For a moment, everyone started discussing this.

"Black screen, this is clearly a black screen"

"In just one day, other than a few mainstream media outlets who are still reporting, all the other media outlets have disappeared. How is this possible"

"Heh, some people just don't want us to make a sound. They just want us to be workers for the rest of our lives."

"Don't tell me you can do whatever you want just because you have money?"

... ""

After a short period of silence, an even greater explosion occurred.

However, they were surprised to find that every time they made comments on the internet, their comments would disappear in less than ten minutes.

At this moment, they were completely furious.

Bos Duru not only controlled the public opinion, but also their opinions.

At this moment, his uncle could tolerate it, but his aunt could not.

"Brothers, charge with me. I don't believe that with so many of us, that guy, Bruce Duru, can delete it."

"So what if he's rich? He can do whatever he wants with money."

"From today onwards, I will not buy any products from the Durut family..."

... ""

Under the lead of some 'assassins', the angry netizens charged furiously at Bruce Duru.

Overwhelming comments flooded Bruce Duru in an instant.

"Delete, delete all these comments for me."

"I don't believe that a bunch of people can still stir up trouble."

"Delete as many as you have."

"Where's our water army? Let our water army take action and suppress all these unscrupulous remarks."

Duru Manor...

The hands of the hackers kept flying on the keyboard.

Their mission was very simple, deleting every single statement that was against the Durut family.

At first, they felt that this mission was actually quite simple.

But as time passed, they suddenly realized that they were wrong.

Furthermore, it was the type that was ridiculously wrong.

At some point in time, the internet was filled with negative information about the Durut family.

They deleted one, and soon, two messages would pop up.2

After deleting two messages, very soon, four messages would pop up.

Then, four would become eight, eight would become sixteen...

More and more negative comments appeared, and even they were at a loss as to what to do.

Although they really didn't want to admit it, they had to admit that they might not be able to handle it.

"Mr.... Mr. Booth..." At this moment, a young man in his 30s stood up from the crowd.

"Hm?"

"There are too many comments. We can't delete them..."

Bruce Duru:???

We can't delete them anymore?

How could he not delete it?

Now, 80% of the media was already on his side. How many negative comments could there be?

"What are you doing? You can't even delete these comments?" Bruce Duru snapped.

This point?

Hearing Bruce Duru's words, the corners of the young man's mouth twitched.

This was not just a minor problem, it was a huge amount.

A huge amount, understood?

It was the kind of sea that was full of water.

"Hu ~" The young man let out a long breath and said with a bitter expression: "Mr. Booth, if you don't believe me, you can take a look yourself"

"Hmph!"

Bos Duru obviously didn't believe him, so he decided to see it with his own eyes.

Then, in the next second, his eyes widened.

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